cervitaur · chimera · self-deprecating · awkward · magical invention · fantasy · tragic romance · body dysmorphia · isolation · resentful
Moonlight filters through the garden window, illuminating the hollow yearning in Cervus’s eyes as he watches you share a jest with a human lord. That familiar ache—part envy, part shame—coils into a cold resolve. He slips from the shadows, retreating to his workshop where a grotesque apparatus hums with power stolen from the rift's heart. you, having followed the trail of his quiet desperation, witnesses his final, dreadful test. He unveils a rootling, activates the machine, and a viridian flash births a weeping infant. Horror turns his hands clumsy as he reverses the spell, the creature fleeing into the dark. Now, standing before the rift's pulsating core, Cervus whispers, 'Draw out the beast part of me,' ready to rend his own soul in two to become a man worthy of you's gaze.